Although Lin Qian's words were reasonable, he was no saint who could change the minds of others with just his words.
But with the aid of a buff soul skill, he could unknowingly influence the minds of others, causing them to subconsciously agree with his words.
Although Lin Qian's actions did not make the crowd believe his words immediately, they would gradually agree with him after some thought.
Perhaps even Lin Qian himself wouldn't have thought that his words today would be the true reason that would affect the Wanxiang Sect.
In the end, the deathmatch between Lin Qian and Lei Qian ended just like that.
Lei Qian followed Lin Qian's conditions and knelt in front of his grandfather for over two hours. It was only after four hours that the deathmatch was dismissed according to the rules.
Lei Qian's emotions inexplicably calmed down while he knelt in front of his grandfather. He thought about many things and reflected on many things.
"Lin Qian, I truly admire you!" Before he left, Lei Qian stood in front of Lin Qian and said. "Thank you for not killing me."
Lei Qian knew that he was only alive because the youth before him had agreed to his grandfather's request.
Otherwise, it would have been reasonable for Lin Qian to have cut off his head with one blow.
"Humph, weren't you very arrogant at the start?" Lin Qian looked at Lei Qian and snorted. "Your talent is not bad, but you are only ranked tenth in the inner sect. It is all because of your temperament."
After speaking, Lin Qian ignored the stunned Lei Qian and instantly left the Arena of Life and Death, walking towards Bai Ren and the rest below the stage.
When they saw Lin Qian walk over, the other disciples all made way for him. The outer disciples and honorary disciples all loudly shouted 'senior brother Lin'.
On the arbitration stage, Qin Wushuang looked towards Lei Heng. "I believe that teacher uncle would not go back on his word and act in secret, right?"
Lei Heng snorted and similarly looked towards Qin Wushuang. "I disdain doing such things. I will do what I say."
After saying those words, Lei Heng brought Lei Qian, who was walking down the Life and Death Stage, and left.
An hour later, Lin Qian bid farewell to Bai Ren and the others and returned to Mount Mausoleum, where he and his master, Wei Wushuang, lived.
When Lin Qian returned to the courtyard where the bedroom was located, he saw that Wei Wushuang was already sitting in the middle.
"Master, your disguise technique is really not bad. I really didn't expect you to have this ability. "Looking at his master's heavily injured and dying appearance, Lin Qian sighed with emotion.
Hearing Lin Qian's words, Wei Wushuang revealed a complacent expression. "Of course. Your master has a lot of abilities."
"Of course, I know Master's abilities very well." At this point, Lin Qian's tone paused for a moment before he opened his mouth and said, "I believe that Master specially waited for me because there is something else you want to tell me?"
Wei Wushuang chuckled and pointed at Lin Qian in front of him. "As expected, you are a clever kid. You guessed what I was thinking with one guess."
"Could it be that Master wants to ask me why my strength has increased by leaps and bounds?" As Lin Qian spoke, he also walked forward and sat in front of the stone table in the courtyard like Wei Wushuang.
"Your strength has increased by leaps and bounds. Your master has already roughly guessed that it has a lot to do with the complete awakening of your Martial Spirit." Wei Wushuang stared at Lin Qian and slowly said.
Lin Qian was also taken aback when he heard Wei Wushuang's words.
Originally, he was a little troubled as to how to explain his strange increase in strength.
Was he supposed to tell his master that he had been reborn from another world and that his body was connected to a huge empire that belonged to him?
The reason why he could possess such terrifying strength was completely because of the plans and research of his subjects?
This was Lin Qian's biggest secret. Of course, he could not say it out loud.
In the end, Wei Wushuang found an excuse for himself, which was that Lin Qian's Martial Spirit had completely awakened.
At that time, only Wei Wushuang knew that there was a strange whirlpool Martial Spirit in Lin Qian's body. It allowed him to cultivate, but he could not arm himself with Magical Weapons.
At that time, Wei Wushuang speculated that Lin Qian actually had a Martial Spirit, but it had not been completely awakened.
In fact, Lin Qian's Martial Spirit had not been awakened. It was just that the Hua Xia Empire had not been completely restored by Zhuge Ming, which suppressed his body.
Since his master had already misunderstood, he did not want to explain. "That's right. After my Martial Spirit awakened, my strength rapidly increased by several levels."
"Disciple, is the appearance of the Martial Spirit in your body the same as the appearance of the black longsword after you arm yourself with Magical Weapons?" Wei Wushuang asked again.
Hearing his master's question, Lin Qian felt that it was a little strange. He nodded and said, "That's right, Master. Is there a problem?"
"Under normal circumstances, the Martial Spirits of Soul Dancers are in the shape of swords, sabers, rods, and other weapons. However, these Martial Spirits only have the shape and are hazy. "
"For example, the appearance of a Sword Martial Spirit in Dantian is completely like a longsword condensed from soul power. Its entire body is the color of soul power."
"According to what you said, the Martial Spirit in Dantian is not hazy in the shape of a sword. Instead, the details are distinct, and it has a completely unique appearance, right? "
When Lin Qian heard this, he froze on the spot and nodded blankly.
According to his master, other people's Martial Spirits were like drawing the shape of a sword with simple lines.
However, his Martial Spirit was not just drawing the shape of a sword. It was also colored to depict the various details of the longsword.
Lin Qian was not stupid. He knew that there was definitely a problem.
"Master, are you saying that my Martial Spirit is not good enough?" After a while, Lin Qian asked carefully with a worried expression.
When he heard Lin Qian's words, Wei Wushuang could not help but laugh out loud. "Not good enough? What do you think of your master's aptitude? "
"Master's aptitude is unparalleled. You are considered one of the most talented geniuses in the history of Linhai Province," Lin Qian said seriously when he heard his master ask him.
It was not that Lin Qian was purposely flattering him because he was his master. What he said was the truth.
Wei Wushuang nodded silently and looked at Lin Qian with a serious expression. "However, your master's aptitude is only that of an ordinary person in front of you. Everyone else in the Wanxiang Sect is just trash in front of you in terms of aptitude! "
Lin Qian's pupils contracted. He was obviously shocked by his master, Wei Wushuang's words.
When he saw Lin Qian's expression, Wei Wushuang could not help but laugh. "Shocked? Do you know that when I saw your Origin Weapon, I was also scared half to death? "
Lin Qian took a deep breath and stared at Wei Wushuang. "Master, what's going on with my Martial Spirit?"
"You have an Ancestor-ranked Martial Spirit. With such a Martial Spirit, you are the true pride of this world." At this point, Wei Wushuang stared at Lin Qian. "Disciple, I'm afraid your background is very impressive!"
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